Marriage on behalf of the weeping blood cold concubine

But Duanmu Minya, who was indifferent and calm as water, saw it, and she couldn't help raising her eyebrows slightly, a bewildering look floated in her deep eyes, she unconsciously focused her black jade-like pupils on Xuanyuan Yiyu's refreshing face again. handsome face.

Why did he suddenly become hostile to himself?

Could it be because of Xuanyuan Qingtian?Or Song Yichen?

Because when they didn't rush over to help him, he didn't have that hostile look.

Is it for Song Yichen?Or Xuanyuan Qingtian?

Duanmu Minya wanted to take a closer look at Xuanyuan Yiyu's expression, but Xuanyuan Yiyu had returned to the sunny and cheerful look just now, and the young handsome face was filled with a smile brighter than the sun.

"Oh, it's the Seventh Brother's fault. I'm sorry for the surprise of the Third Sister-in-law." Xuanyuan Yiyu once again apologized respectfully.

"Okay, you don't need to salute anymore. Your third sister-in-law is going to rest. You have seen her before. Let's go to the study. I have something to explain."

It seemed that Xuanyuan Yiyu's piercing gaze just now made Xuanyuan Qingtian vigilant, he just wanted to quickly take Xuanyuan Yiyu away from Duanmu Minya's side.

Now he himself doesn't know what kind of mentality he is, how can he let Xuanyuan Yiyu hurt Duanmu Minya?

"Xiaolin, take good care of the princess, Yichen and seventh brother, let's go."

Xuanyuan Qingtian turned his head and told Xiaolin to finish, and then went out first.

Song Yichen's slightly drooping eyelashes raised upwards, and a pair of sea-like blue pupils swept towards Duanmu Minya uncontrollably, and then he turned around quickly as if he had been hit by something, looking dark and blue There was a flash of pain in his eyes.

He lowered his head slightly to hide the sad pain in his eyes. The moment he saw Duanmu Minya about to fall, he finally knew why his throbbing came from.

He who has never been troubled by love, but the first person he fell in love with was Xuanyuan Qingtian's princess who he regarded as his brother. What an ironic thing this is.

So now he can only force himself to cut the mess with a sharp knife and cut off the affection that has not grown. But, is the feeling cut off when it is said to be cut off?

Song Yichen walked out behind with a dejected expression. His steps seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and they weighed heavily on his heart, as if every step he took would crush himself and tear him apart. Like a heart, every step he takes seems to separate him and Duanmu Minya further, farther!

The moment Xuanyuan Yiyu turned around, she took a meaningful look at Duanmu Minya, and walked out with a smile.

"Respectfully send off the prince, the seventh prince, Doctor Song." Xiaolin sent them to the gate respectfully and politely.